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Posted: Wed Jul 07, 2010 11:06 am

Name: Desero
Colorist: [Winter Raven] then Odet Amo took over
Font: #FF0000
Font Style: Normal
Aqcuired: Flatsale

Mother: Valora
Father: Tyranny
Siblings: Furia
Devin
Nereza Kepi
Mortalitas
Dracul Adonai
Foster Father: Reid
Foster Mother: Abla
Foster Siblings: Nova, Atria

Pride:
Mate:
Children:

Bio: His story was a dark one from the very start. He came into the world with the fates laughing at him. His pride was attacked by poachers, his siblings slaughtered and he had only managed to get away because his curiosity led him to wander away from his hiding spot. For a time, he wandered the world alone having to mature in order to survive. Now it was nothing out of the norm to find a cub who acted like an adult at times but it was out of the norm to have a cub think, act, and speak on the level of an adult.

Even when a multicolored lion who bore markings resembling that of a giraffe took him in, Desero was still in his own way an adult. However, mentally, a fraction of him reverted to how a cub should think. He sought comfort and refuge in the male known as Reid and even took to calling him father. Reid in many lights was everything that Desero grew up wanting to be. Loving, honorable, respectable and wise...however something in his past, something he couldn't remember always held him back. It always made him keep his distance. Sure he and Reid became close, but there was still a space there. There was still a wall that kept anyone from getting too close and when a female entered his foster fathers life, that space grew wider. Now don't get him wrong, Abla was a kind female who reassured him that even when she birthed Reids cubs he would still be loved it still in a sense pushed him away. He only stuck around because he felt that it was his duty as an older brother, adopted or not, to be there for the little ones.

The wall that he had as his years in cub-hood throughout teen-hood continued to grow and reinforce itself that is until Desero entered adulthood and met with the female seer known as Venya. There was just something about her that called to him...that made the two of them click. Faster than he felt comfortable with, that wall came crashing down and she was able to see the vulnerability that he was never able to rid himself of...the uncertainty, the fear...the dark cloud of his forgotten past.

When the two of them had become good friends, he vowed to forever protect her even if she was not his to protect. That was just how strongly he felt for her. Eventually the two had come to love each other more than any friendship would allow and that love only grew stronger as they searched for clues that would unlock his past. Eventually they came to find his birth mother Valora, and that heavy cloud that had followed him all his life was slightly alleviated though he was not too happy to find that his mother was with another male. That male was known as Gaara. There was just something about him that he didn't trust however, if he had made his mother happy, Desero made sure no fuss was made about it. As he spent more time with Valora, the natural bond between mother and son quickly formed and grew in strength. So much so that he felt a bit guilty that he and Reids bond had never gotten to that level.

The more time he spent with her, the more he learned of his past and with each new fact learned a bit more of regret filled his heart. Then he learned of his father. It really did astound him that they had still continued their search for him...even after all this time. He had to find his father. He simply had to. So he left, telling his mother and his love that he would return when the final piece of his past came to him. The meeting with his father was indescribable...at least the feelings he had were. He couldn't put any words to how he felt but rest assured they were all good. Upon his return he received word of his mothers deteriorated mental health and the cause for all of it. Gaara. He wanted to rip his hide from his body but he knew doing such a thing wouldn't help his mother at all.

He did his best to support her in her time of need along side his father and it was then he learned what real love was like. Even though Valora and Tyranny had gone their separate ways, in the end they had come back together and their bond was stronger than ever. He knew then and there that this was the kind of love he wanted for himself and Venya and he knew he would do anything to have her know that.

Once the dust had settled and all was calm, his mother and father decided it would be best to rebuild from scratch and create a pride. Desero of course was happy with this idea for he had been thinking of creating one himself, but lacking the knowledge one would need in order to be a fit King he never did. Instead he chose the course of following in his fathers footsteps and learning what he could. Not too long after the pride, though rather small at the moment, was created a hellish night took hold of the land. Valora birthed two daughters who's appearance was influenced by the dark magic of that night. One born a fire demon and the other undead. Their names came to be Furia and Devin.

It broke his heart to see his sisters in such a state, physically and mentally, but for them he stayed ever faithful with the hopes that if they had good influence in their life they would grow up to be fine lionesses in time.

Posted: Mon Feb 14, 2011 9:29 pm

Name: Belladonna
Colorist: Doodle p***s
Font: dark violet
Font Style: Normal
Aqcuired: Custom

Mother: Mother Willow (yet to be made)
Father: Chronus (yet to be made)

Pride: Jivans
Mate: Sukin

Children:Discord [father is Snare]
Akane [father is Snare]
Baal [father is Snare]
Valadist
Zigana
Aster
Vie

Bio: For a good portion of her life, Belladonna didn’t have to live amongst humans. The land she came from was around the base of a rather large dormant volcano and stretched on for miles. The pride she was born into was constructed of females, all with amazing abilities. Many had power over plant life while others could control bodies of water. Males were forbidden in these lands save for one rogue that would come during the time of breeding even though the females were able to reproduce without male assistance and he was allowed to come around because he’d often provide protection and assistance with hunting if many of the females were pregnant, him being the sire of those unborn cubs.

It was two weeks after the male had left that a group of rogues came calling. They sought to make the lands their own and any female who would not cooperate would be killed. Belladonna was just a young teen when all of this occurred and when her mother chased her out to keep her safe. For years she traveled strange lands and once she entered adult hood she came to find Pride Lands. She hadn’t even been there for a good six months before she ran into a male named Jivan. He was a frightening being but even then he offered her shelter and protection. Belladonna was weary at first, learning early on that males were not to be trusted and they were only meant for breeding but his act of kindness made her reevaluate those life lessons.

Two moths later she met a male named Sukin, yet another kind hearted fellow. He befriended her and over time their friendship grew into something more. She was the first one of her former pride to take a mate. However, despite all of the protection and love he provided she fell into the claws of a lustful and ruthless demon. That demons name was Snare and she made the mistake of fighting back which brought her to have her first litter of three. The one that Snare sired by force. While their father was the thorn in her side, not once did she push away her young. They were the most precious things she’d ever come to claim as her own and so when they were old enough to leave the den and start lives of their own, she was quick to form empty nest syndrome.

To fill that void, she’d visit her children as often as she could and decided that while they were busy making families of their own it was time for her to try her paw at it once again with the lion she loved. For a time she was unsuccessful and grew depressed feeling that she was too old to bare more cubs. She felt that her time was up. That is when a miracle happened. She bore two more cubs, a perfect combination of her and Sukin. Just as she had done with her previous litter, she raised them with love and protected them with everything that she was. Eventually that time came round again for her babes to leave the den and start a family for themselves, though this time, her son of her second litter stayed behind. His heart had been broken and he chose to spend his days with his parents for as long as they would allow and took to help caring for his mothers third litter of two who took more after Sukin than anything.

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Posted: Mon Feb 14, 2011 9:30 pm

Posted: Mon Feb 14, 2011 9:31 pm

Name: Puritas Trucido
Colorist: Doodle p***s
Font: #339966
Font Style: Normal
Aqcuired: Cstom

Mother: Unknown
Father: Lucifer

Pride: Snare's
Mate: Snare
Children: Sanre
Mantarok

Bio: Puritas was born of the darkness and evils that festered within that forest and to mock God and his angels, Lucifer gave her a name in Latin the translated to pure or purity, however he slapped his own tag on her when giving her the last name Trucido which translated to massacre. Puritas however did not carry the appearances of the demons she was raised around. She didn't hold the harsh, grotesque features of many whom one would only see in their nightmares, nor did she look as alluring as the succubi who drained the life from humans through intimacy.

Instead she took on the appearance that closely resembled a porcelain doll. Her skin was a beautiful china white and was as soft as silk. Her hair, bleach blond...almost a silvery white. Her sapphire eyes.....those eyes that were so empty....so lifeless where the second most haunting things about her. They seemed to stare right through you. However, what was the most haunting thing about her was her monotonous child like voice. Due to the lack of emotion in her tone, one never knew what she was truly thinking. In fact the child never did show emotion, she saw no point in it. She merely viewed them as trivial and anything trivial wasn't worth her time.

The way she managed to snag in her victims as child was by using her dollish look. She was adorned in baby doll dresses that were black with white trim and small baby doll shoes on her feet. Seeing her just sitting in a certain spot, still as stone often fooled the humans. The took her for some child's life sized doll and would approach her to take her back to her owner only to be killed by the child. Her methods of torture and killing helped her move up in rank as she grew older and even now she still retains her doll like features but she now carries the beauty of a woman.

Years after reaching adulthood she sought out Snare to form an alliance with him on her creators behalf. At first she was met with indifference and went ignored but she persisted. The relationship that formed between the two was an interesting one to be had but it was never thought that the two would ever become romantically involved. In time, Snare came to see her as his equal and after more time she passed, she came to be his doll.

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Posted: Sun Apr 24, 2011 3:38 pm

Name: Nevaeh
Colorist: Tolli Raovan
Font: #FF0099
Font Style: Normal
Aqcuired: Pet Trade

Mother: Unknown
Father: The Almighty Creator
Siblings: Snare (Not by blood but because they have the same creator)
Kaalaa Naag (Not by blood but because they have the same creator)

Pride: None
Mate: Baal
Children: None

Bio: Her biggest mistake was falling for the lies of the silver tongued serpent. Her biggest mistake was for being in love with one who had turned his back on the almighty creator so long ago. None once did she follow in his footsteps but to love him deserved punishment in the eyes of her equals. She was beaten mercilessly, had a wing ripped from her body and sent crashing down to the earth below. That was the first time in her existence that she had felt pain and it was almost unbearable. The was the first time ever that she began to question her faith and because of that, her remaining wing is slowly growing black and losing it's brilliance.

For some time, she roamed about simply trying to survive in such a violent world. However, the wounds she sustained before her fall grew infected and she grew weak with illness. She was sure that death was upon her and silently she begged for forgiveness so very afraid. It is in that moment, that her dark knight came to her. Baal the son of a nymph and a demon tended to her wounds and nursed her back to health. In that time spent with him, she formed a bond with him and was soon his mate of which he protected with all that he was.

Posted: Sun Apr 24, 2011 3:40 pm

Name: Memoria Mortifer
Colorist: Doodle p***s
Font: #660099
Font Style: Bold
Aqcuired: Auction

Mother: Unknown
Father: Unknown
Siblings: None

Pride:
Mate: Zared
Children: Psychotica
Bane

Bio: Memoria was the kind of girl that had no worries in the world. She could give two shits if someone didn't like her because only three things were on her mind. The first was herself. She was sexy and she knew it. Anyone who didn't like her were nothing but haters in her eyes and held no importance. The second was haveing fun. Sitting around with nothing to do and being bored was a big no no in her book. Life to her was too short to just sit by and do nothing. The third was clubbing/raveing. She loved to dance may it be by herself or with others. So long as she was doing it and enjoying herself.

Living this kind of lifestyle was well unhealthy. Being exposed to drugs and lack of sleep. It was a wonder she was still alive but she at least made sure it was worth while. Unfortunately on one of her partying nights, there was a shoot out and she was killed. Re-incarnated as a lion, she wandered about Pride Lands looking for a source of fun some where and that search led her to an interesting individual named Zared. Instantly flirts were exchanged and she grew to like him. Though there was a big mishap that made her want to hate him...but she's forgiven him and she see's him as hers and hers only. If anyone wants him well too damn bad. She had him first.